Funeral Feast

Open. the shadows are open.
And they will hound you
And tear you down.
Fool! you saw the coming winter
From miles away.
Yet you did nothing.

(ravaging wind.)

Stay in here. the nights are long -
This will be the darkest one.
Cover up your bright eyes.
See nothing more.

Come down to the garden.
This is the funeral feast.
Stranger, what have you done?
You brought the plague.

Revel now in the murdering hour.
Enter. we, to the condemning fire.
Beware you the burgeoning seed.
Blood feeding its new roots.

Shadow. like a cancer.
Growing unchecked here.
Fool! you wanted the winter.
Well, here is the winter.

Cover you in soft white clay.
Over where our bodies lay.
You and we are one.
So, you were the laughing one.
Like a flame to shame the sun.
Like a flame, you fell down.
And became ash.